Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1887-06-23
GIRLS WE HAVE ALL MET.
The Pretty Girl, the Gushing Girl and
the Girl We Really Love.
Icatherins Cole in New Orleans PIcayune.l

Icatherine Cole in New Orleans Picayune.l
Iknow the girl who is simply pref
ty. Well, and is not that enough?
Once upon time distinguished New
Orleans beau was besieged by a fair
maid and hOmely maid, who pressed
the claims of intellect versus beauty.
The homely girl exclaimed: "Oh, you
will surely give your vote, Mr.. D.,
In favor of intellect; beauty is only skin
deep, you know" "Deep enough for
me, my dear, keep enough for me" !" an
swered the irrepressible gallant, AND
so it is for most of us. A pretty girl
may drop her final g's not own anr in all
her vocabulary, be as vapid as shall
low little stream puring down the hill
side. with an eternal smile on her red
lips. a CLINT of laughter in her young
eve. She is pretty and she knows 1t,
and that is almost enough. But after
time will come day when the girl who
was only pretty will stand by and look
on at the triumphs of the girl who was
wise as well as pertty; who fitted her
mind to accord with the graces ofits
beautiful casket. Her few friends may
be faithful to her. Her one true lover
may still be fond of her, for it is not
easy to uproot love, but their fondness
is tempered with regret and disappoint-
ment, and the soft eyes dim, and the
round arms shrivel, and the satin cheek
is an etched picture oflife's vanity and
times failure, the girl who was only
pretty turns her poor, sacred face to the
wall; there is no welcome lamp of intel
legence lighted in the blue windows of
her soul-dull, inert, uncultivated. Skin
deep beauty was not enough after all.
The Gushing Girl is nineteenth CEN
tury production. She giggles from the
time she opens her eyes in the morning
until she says amen to the Lord at night
and puts her fluffy little head on the
pillow. She says ''thanks awfully" for
t'I thank you" She thinks the grand,
lugabrious music of the "Stabat Mater"
"too sweet for anything" A kitten
with eyes as yet unopened, the Niagara
Falls and Mr.. Gladstone all are 'just
too Utterly charming and lovely for any
earthly use." Her adjectives are all in
the superlative. She will gush over
pumkin over her sisters new baby, over
doggered ryhme, over everything she
sees, everything she hears, over ever
body she knows. If she is here tonight
she will say to me as she does of the
weather-as she did of her new bonnet
that I am either simply grand" or
''simply llorrid." But then she is
young, she is impressionble. She is full
of something which she thinks is senti-
ment. Let her hug her neighbor's
babies and her brothers kittens, and
kiss the collie puppy and adore the new
minister. 1t Is all gush. 1t is the inno-
cent, light-hearted gush of girl. Let
her frollicsome youth haveits fling. In
a little while she, too, will join the
ranks of the lookers-on, and will have
her fling at that silly ,giggling gusher, to
whom everything is "sweet," or "cute,p
or cunning" or 'just too awfully
lovely" .'.,'-''''
RThere is a girl, and love to think of
her, and talk of her, who comes in late
when there is company, who wears a
pretty little air of mingled responsible
ity and anxiety with her youth, whom
the others seem to depend on and look
to for many comforts. She is the girl
who helps mother. In her own home
she is blessed little saint and comfort
er. She talks unfinished tasks from
the tired stiff fingers that falter at their
work; her strong young figure is staff
upon which the gray-haired white-faced
mother leans and is rested. She helps
mother with the spring sewing, with the
weeks mending, with a cheerful con-
versation and congenial eompanionship
that some girls do not think worth while
wasting on only mother. And, when
there comes day that she must bend,
as girls must often bend, over the old
worn-out body of mother lying unheed-
full in her coffin, rough hands folded,
her long disquiet merged in rest, some
thing very sweet will be mingled with
her loss, and the girl who helped moth
er will find a benediction of peace upon
her head and in her heart.
The girl who works-God bless her
is tanother girl whom know. She is
brave and active. She is not too proud
to earn her own living, nor ashamed to
be caught at her daily task. She is
studious and painstaking and patient.
She smiles at you from behind counter
or desk. There is q momory of hel
sewn into each silken gown. She is like
beautiful young mountaineer already
far up the hill, and the sight of hel
should be fine inspiration for US all
III lS All HOuOf W huoW tHlS SuI-tO Ue
worthy of her regard. Her hand may
be stained with factory grease or print
ers ink, but it is an honest hand and 8
helping hand. 1t stays misfortune
from many homes; 1t is the one shield
that protects many a folorn little family
from the almshouse and asylum
brave, polite, refined, ambitious, the
South is the rightful home of the gir
who works-God bless her.